Sunday, September 11, 2011

Revenant of love

So this is who you really are
and always were, you insist.
You also demand acceptance
and affection as
this, your true self.
All I see is the
body of the person
I loved, animated by
something or someone
so repulsive and unreal
that I can barely gaze upon you
without revulsion.
Go climb back in the
grave of our relationship and
haunt me no more.(Written for MagPie Tales, Mag82, 9/11/11) andalso posted for Poetry Pantry #66, 9/11/11)